I don't remember. That's a good feeling.

Wei Guifei laughed, opened her mouth, and before the voice came out of her throat, she heard Concubine Mei Shu next to her say: "Your Majesty, Wen Cairen doesn't remember, but Concubine Wen knows." At that time, when liquidating the accompanying palace concubines, there were palace people who reported this matter to the concubines. On the day of the winter solstice, Wen Cai didn't go hunting at all. Concubine Mei said, glanced at Concubine Wei, and sneered in her eyes: "Coincidentally, before the winter solstice, Wen Cairen contracted the wind cold and stayed in Dafu Palace for half a month." Not only do people know the talents of Dafu Palace, but there are also orders in the Xi Official Bureau as evidence. ”

After Concubine Mei finished speaking, she said to Ling Anlu, the head of the palace punishment department who had been standing with his head down and not saying a word: "Bring in the father-in-law of Jiumu." ”

An Lu took the order, walked to the door of Penglai Palace, and said: "The servant in the official bureau of the Xi Dynasty ordered Jiumu to meet you!" ”

When he came in again, he walked in with a man with a round neck, a scarlet coat, a medicine box, and a face like a crown and a jade body.

Kneeling with his robe and saluting: "Slave Jiumu, meet Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty." Concubine Niangniang, Concubine Niangniang Wan'an. ”

Although he was an inner servant, he did not have the sharp voice of a eunuch. But it's still less magnetic, and it's milder. As soon as the words come out, it is like a gurgling spring in the mountains, refreshing people's hearts.

"On the day of the winter solstice, can you see Wen Cairen in Dafu Palace?" Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Jiu Mu with a heavy face and asked.

"Yes." Jiu Mu hung his head, and no one looked at him. Return to the good as flowing.

"Is there any proof to back it up?" Joan of Arc asked.

Jiu Mu didn't speak, took off his medicine box, took out a booklet from it, and handed it forward: "This is the slave's visit record, Your Majesty, please take a look." ”

Li Jianzhi stepped forward, took the booklet and handed it to Emperor Joan of Arc.

Emperor Joan of Arc flipped through the pages and stared at one page to finish. Suddenly turned around, and the booklet was thrown in front of Wei Guifei: "What else do you have to say?!" ”

"Ill-intentioned, ghostly fabricated evidence, trying in every possible way to harm Concubine Shu even at the expense of using his own son as a note!!"

"The concubine is wronged!" Wei Guifei looked at Emperor Joan of Arc who was furious, and pulled Emperor Joan of Arc's clothes and knelt on the ground with tears: "How can Your Majesty bear to reprimand your concubine like this?" Shen Er's hunt fell on that day."

"Enough!" Emperor Joan of Arc flicked his sleeves and waved Wei Guifei to the ground: "I don't want to listen to your clever words anymore!"

Wei Guifei is not virtuous and jealous by nature. From now on, he will be ordered to be grounded in the Ayaki Hall for two months. After speaking, Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at Wei Guifei, who looked at him in disbelief and with tears on her face.

"The court prison is in charge of the criminal responsibility of the harem palace people, you are so indistinguishable from right and wrong, how can you judge good and evil.

The court prison will be handed over to Concubine Shu in the future. ”

After speaking, Emperor Joan of Arc flicked his sleeves. Stride down the upper position.

After going down the stairs, he seemed to think of something, and turned to look at Concubine Shu, who was quietly pressing the corners of her eyes, and was aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Emperor Joan of Arc's heart softened, and with tenderness in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to her.

Concubine Shu was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and walked out of the hall led by Emperor Joan of Arc.

"Your Majesty, this little minion concubine wants to keep it." When Concubine Mei passed by the Yuan Li, who was still kneeling in the main hall, she spoke softly.

Emperor Joan of Arc's steps stopped again and looked at Yuan Li, who was kneeling prostrately.

"You're soft-hearted." He glanced at Concubine Mei Shu, shook his head and sighed in a low voice, "It's up to you." After speaking, he walked out of the hall with Mei Shufei's hand.

Concubine Mei Shufei glanced at Yuan Li, Yuan Li got up smartly, and hurriedly followed behind. He finally escaped death.

The moment he walked out of the palace gate, Yuan Li couldn't help but turn his head and look at Wen Qingwu, who was kneeling in the main hall to see the emperor leave. He couldn't see her face hanging her head, and he didn't know if she had the same joy as he did.

Yuan Li was about to turn back, when the kneeling little talent suddenly raised his head, and a pair of eyes that were too calm looked at him. And not as happy as he thought.

He hurriedly turned around and followed in the footsteps of Concubine Mei.

Emperor Joan of Arc held the hand of the concubine and walked out of the Penglai Palace. Concubine Mei Shufei stopped.

"What?" Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head to look at Concubine Shu, who had stopped.

"Is the emperor going back to Zichen Hall to rest?" Concubine Mei spoke softly.

"There are still some government affairs that have not been dealt with, and I will go back to the palace to deal with them." Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Concubine Mei Shu tenderly: "Do you want to come with me?" ”

Concubine Mei shook her head with a smile: "That's not good." The emperor deals with government affairs, how can the concubines be bothered by the side. As he spoke, he lowered his head and brushed the sideburns in his ears: "The concubine will make you some bird's nest, and when the emperor finishes handling government affairs, he will send it to you." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc also raised his hand and straightened Concubine Mei's sideburns.

"Ruxue, I've wronged you." He whispered.

When Concubine Mei Shu heard this, her face paused, and then she looked up at Emperor Zhende, with a smile in her eyebrows: "With the emperor's words, how can the concubines be wronged." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc touched Concubine Mei's head lovingly, and watched her bow and retreat. It wasn't until Concubine Mei's back disappeared into the palace wall that she turned her head and looked at the Penglai Hall behind her. Eyebrows and eyes are heavy.

"Everyone, that concubine Niangniang-" Li Jianzhi behind him spoke in a low voice, wanting to stop talking.

"Self-inflicted." Emperor Joan of Arc turned around and took a step towards the Zichen Hall of the Sleeping Palace: "Return to the palace." "There's so much more to do.

"Drive back to the palace!" Li Jianzhi shook off the dust in his hand and said sharply. couldn't help but look at the palace where Concubine Mei Shu left, and then looked at the Penglai Palace. A complicated expression followed Emperor Joan of Arc.

In the Penglai Palace, as soon as Emperor Zhende and Concubine Mei Shufei left, only Wen Qingwu and Concubine Wei who cried on the ground were left.

The footsteps of a large group of people went away, and Wen Qingwu also got up and bent her legs at Wei Guifei in the main hall: "The concubine will retire first." ”

Wei Guifei raised her head, and her cruel gaze was like sunburned maltose sticking to Wen Qingwu's face. It made her very uncomfortable.

This beam is settled. Wen Qingwu's pace of withdrawal quickened.

"Wait." Concubine Wei suddenly spoke.

Wen Qingwu's exit stopped. looked up at Wei Guifei.

"Yuanfu, send Wen Cairen back." Her eyes were still glued to Wen Qingwu, and she said coldly.

"Yes." Yuan Fu responded and walked down.

Wen Qingwu raised her head and looked at Concubine Wei, her voice weak and soft: "Xie Niangniang is kind, the concubine can go back by herself." ”

"Why, this palace can't give you an order before the concubine has been stripped of the throne?" Wei Guifei stretched out her white and tender arm, and the palace maid next to her stepped forward to help her up from the ground. looked at Wen Qingwu condescendingly: "Or is Wen Cairen jealous of Concubine Shu now, so he doesn't take this palace in his eyes?" ”

"The concubine doesn't dare." Wen Qingwu hurriedly knelt down and replied in a low voice.

Wei Guifei sneered. walked down the steps, stood in front of Wen Qingwu, stretched out his sharpened fingertips to lift Wen Qingwu's chin, and looked at her eyes, which were full of cold color and gloom: "You'd better not dare." Otherwise, two months later, when the ban on this palace is lifted, there are 10,000 ways to make your life worse than death. After speaking, Wei Guifei shook off Wen Qingwu's face.